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This chapter is kinda random, but I hope you enjoy!

-Katie POV-

I felt like the world's biggest jerk.

Travis had pretty much sacrificed himself for me when I had been hating on him. Gods, the things I said to him…..I winced just thinking about it.

So, anyway, I was convinced that life was out to get me. First the chores/ grounded at camp-half blood thing. Wow, that was only this week? It seemed ages ago. Then, the whole Andy fiasco. Next, me falling in love with and then getting "dumped" by Travis. Then, realizing that he wasn't playing me, and having him knocked out with a fatal injury to the head.

Now, I was sure he would hate me. Look at the mess I'd gotten him into! Still, I had been so afraid that night with Marcus. If Travis hadn't shown up when he had…I didn't want to think about it.

Travis had been in the infirmary for three days. Three days and 4 hours, to be exact. I had practically been living in the Big House those days, Claire and Hannah bringing me food. I ignored their sympathetic looks. I just concentrated on Travis getting better. Chiron assured me that he would be up and walking soon, but I had my doubts. It would be just my luck for Travis to have some memory problem and forget who I was. Although it wouldn't really matter anyway, since he probably already hated my guts…My life really really stinks.

I actually found it comforting to talk to Allison. She was worried about Travis too; obviously, since she was in his cabin and she was his brother's boyfriend. She was there some of the time with Connor in the infirmary, and Connor looked worse than I had ever seen him look. His blond hair was matted and his eyes seemed cloudy. I guess if I had a sick brother or sister I would look like that, except that I was an only child, so I had no other brothers or sisters.

On the fourth night, I made the mistake of falling asleep in the chair next to Travis's bed.

See, Demeter cabin has a protective spell over it to keep out any interfering demigod dreams. Only a few cabins had that kind of complicated protection, and the Big House was completely unprotected. So, when, out of sheer exhaustion, I fell asleep in there, I had the weirdest dream.

In my dream, I was in a limousine driving down a road that looked suspiciously like something from Beverly Hills. The limousine stopped in front of a massive pink mansion with a gold roof that shone…or was that part my imagination? I got out of the limousine and walked to the door. Even before I raised my hand to knock, the door swung open and standing before me was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Her features kept shifting to become more and more beautiful. She was wearing a light pink toga, which would have looked completely random on most people, but looked stunning on this lady. She had a gold serpentine necklace that had the letter Alpha on it. She smiled dazzlingly at me, and I immediately knew who it was.

"Would you like to come in for some cookies and lemonade?" the goddess Aphrodite invited me.

I nodded, still too surprised to speak. Aphrodite ushered me into her mansion - if you could even call it that. I looked more like a cross between a glass palace and a Greek temple. Aphrodite swept over to a small table nearby and made two glasses of lemonade appear. "We have SO much to discuss. Honestly, I've just been DYING to meet you, sweetheart! Please, have a seat."

I sat, a little numbly. "Why- why am I here?"

Aphrodite gave me another dazzling smile. "Why, I thought the answer to that would be obvious. Come now! Your story, your story! I always love to hear a good love story!"

"What love?" I asked, taking a sip of the really, really good lemonade. "There's nothing to tell!"

Aphrodite raised a perfect eyebrow. "Are you sure about that?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

Aphrodite came to sit next to me. "I want you to tell me everything. Every little detail from the very start."

So, I told her. I told her about the punishment, and how I was grounded at Camp Half-Blood with Travis Stoll and how we became friends and then how I started liking him after we watched that movie in the forest, then about Isabel, and about the dance, and then Marcus and his knives and how Travis saved me and then jumped in front of that rock that Isabel threw. I didn't leave out a single detail. In a way, it felt good to get it all out. Towards the middle of the story, I started to realize how unreal this was, confiding in the goddess of love about my issues, but I figured- what the heck? When you're a demigod, your life isn't exactly normal. You get used to it, eventually.

I finally ended with Travis in the infirmary and me a nervous wreck.

Aphrodite sighed again and pulled out a lace handkerchief, dabbing at her blue eyes. "Oh, how sweet. How perfect. I love it! It's like that lovely opera- what was it called? Oh yes, Carmen!"

"Carmen's a tragedy," I reminded her, "and the girl leaves the guy for another guy."

Aphrodite waved her hand in a vague motion. "Oh, you get the point! I mean that it's so sweet that you just now realize that he's your true love while he's on the verge of death!"

"What? I never said anything about true love. This isn't Beauty and the Beast. And-whoa- what was that about the verge of death?"

"So sweet, so sincere!" Aphrodite prattled on as if she had never heard my outburst. "Of course, romance isn't as it was back in the day, but you young people do have the best tragic love stories! I remember Leiana and Bob, oh they were adorable, it was a shame that Bob got gobbled by a Fury, see then Leiana went a bit crazy in the head if you know what I mean, and then there was Silena and Charles, oh, one of my favorites! A minor detail that Charles died because Silena was the traitor, very minor, and then oh my, how about-"

I cleared my throat. Aphrodite blinked. "Oh, where were we dear? I'm so very sorry. I get on my love rants and…..well, the point is that you have one of the best stories I have ever heard! So, as a reward for telling me it and possibly letting me broadcast it live to Olympus on my new Hephaestus-TV show Tragic Hearts—"

"Wait- WHAT?!"

"-I will give you a gift." Aphrodite waved her hand and a gold necklace appeared in my lap. It had a faint glow, and it had a pendant of a heart on it. The words 'I'm a Tragic Hearts star!" were etched into the side. I held it up, and Aphrodite beamed. "This necklace has the blessing of Aphrodite on it—the blessing of me! Whenever you put it on, the blessing of me will be with you, and you will be instantly beautiful! But don't wear it too much, or the magic will wear out. Oh, and just a heads up. After your debut on Tragic Hearts that I may or may not be filming at this very minute, we will be watching your progress. Oh, look!" Aphrodite pulled out her cell phone and checked her texts. "Demeter and Hermes, obviously, think it's going to end happily, with Travis waking up. Well, they are your parents, after all. Dionysus thinks that you are both going to die- no surprise there. Apollo and Hera, think that Travis will die, but you will live. Zeus and Artemis think that Travis will wake up and find that he hates you. And Poseidon, Ares, Hades, Persephone, Hephaestus, and Hestia think that it will turn out happy."

"Wait," I asked, "Ares wants it to turn out happy? And Hades?"

Aphrodite raised a finger to her lips conspiratorially. "Oh, of course! Every Olympian wants a happy ending! Underneath all their armor and talk, they are just big sweethearts!"

I highly doubted that, but I decided to get back on topic. "So- will Travis wake up and still hate me?"

Aphrodite shrugged, sending her perfect hair cascading down her shoulders. "Oh, honey, if only I could tell you that everything would be all right! Alas, even us Olympians do not know the fate of your Travis. On the bright side, you have that necklace! Now, it's probably time for you to return to Camp. Your friends are looking for you!"

I stood, and Aphrodite blew me a kiss. "We'll be watching you! And remember, use the necklace!"

Aphrodite's mansion started to fade away into mist, and all I could see was Aphrodite's smiling face and the brightness of her phone as more Gods and Goddesses put in how they thought my love life would turn out. Creepy.

My eyes flew open and I sat straight up. There was a sliver of early morning light coming from the windows. The first campers were just coming outside. At first I thought that I had just had some kind of wild dream, but then I looked down, and I was clutching the necklace in my hand. So, that was all real.

I tentatively raised the necklace over my head and let it settle over my shoulders. Immediately, I could feel my skin turning warmer, my hair undoing itself from its messy braid and resting on my shoulders, shiny and perfect, the dirt coming out from my now perfectly manicured fingers. I looked in a mirror and was to stunned to gasp; my face had make-up on it. They were just small, subtle touches around my eyes and cheeks and moth, bringing out my green eyes and making my cheeks rosy, but it made a huge difference. I looked….better. Well, duh, but I didn't know how else to put it.

Suddenly, the door flew open and in came Allison and Connor. "Katie!" Allison cried. "Did you spend all night here?"

I smiled. "Accidentally."

Allison nodded. "You look really good! Where'd you get all that make-up?"

I sighed. "Long story. I'll tell you about it later, it was really weird—"

Allison, Connor and I gasped all at the exact same time.

Travis was stirring.

MAJOR CLIFFIE! Will Travis hate her, or will he still love her?

What do you guess?

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